Listen to the winds tap, against the window. Feel the rattle
of the pains inside. Shut the door and turn the key, skeletons
dance and hide in the shadows of the trees. Oak and maple, family
and roots. Seedling by seedling, the branches it took. Snapping
and breaking. No thoughts rendered to the emptiness, it's
creating. So the space.. before the next harsh gust blows.. grab
all of meaning.. all that's close.. Or there will be nothing left
of whats meant most!
Rebecca Navarre, Oak and maple, family and roots- seedling by seedling, the branches it took. See the vulnerabilities within our own family and learn. Let us hold one another close. Beautiful writing. Blessings to you. Kathy
Thank You! Kathy, For Such For Such A Kind Response! I Look Forward To Reading More Of Your Wonderful Writing! ! ! ! ! Many Blessings! ! ! ! !
Against the winds tap window feel the sound of knocking. Amazing poem on family topic that is interestingly expressed here.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To protect the family. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank You! Edward, For Your Kind Response! I Look Forward To Reading More Of Your Wonderful Poetry! ! ! ! ! ! Many Blessings! ! ! ! !